I’m beginning again after my winter holiday. Just entering the studio is daunting, like walking into the gym after a hiatus. My mental muscles resist. I contemplate procrastination, spin grand ideas, question ability, or worse, question, “Why bother?” Which become an existential inner dialogue.  If I don’t make a move fast those thoughts easily turn to distractions…”Maybe I should read, watch a movie, write a text to a friend, iron my socks…